Mirza said immediately, his eyes fixed on the green observer lenses of the white-haired engineering warlock.

"Got to try."

The two looked at each other and understood each other tacitly.

The divine blessing of the horned rat is actually not a concept of belief, but also a concept of magic.

All rat people who study magic know a spell called "Grace". After casting it, as long as they plot and murder other rat people, the caster can get the blessing of the horned rat.

However, regardless of this extraordinary method, the white-haired engineering warlock first considered the materials needed for conventional methods.

The wrinkles on Eski's white robe that were pressed by the deck froze in sync with his expression. Mirza on the other side moved his tail protected by iron armor because he had been sitting for too long.

The two engineering warlocks sat on the deck in silence for a few minutes, and then Eski broke the silence.

"Mirza, you also come to help."

The white-haired engineering warlock pointed to the metal can behind the power armor. It was connected to the tail and leg armor on the front and bottom of the breastplate through more than a dozen metal pipes. Three of them were extremely thick and connected to Mirza's claws.

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It seems to be made into a power glove.

Esky pointed at it and said.

"I need your warpstone boiler or better."

"You want to dismantle my armor?"

Mirza's tone was still as sharp, but it became slightly slower, and the sarcasm could be seen in the emphasis that seemed to have softened.

It's like a hint, why don't you dismantle your own things?

"Just borrow it, you can take it back when you're done with it."

The white-haired engineer warlock spoke intermittently, using several overlapping words in the rat language. He obviously lacked confidence. As he spoke, he avoided Mirza's questioning gaze.

This is of course a lie, and anyone can see it. It’s just as full of loopholes as the engineering warlock apprentices in Skaven Mordor deceiving those idiot warlords who don’t know anything.

Mirza immediately scolded.

"I know the products of our clan best. Can I put them back together after they are used up? Are you kidding me?"

There was obvious anger in his tone that had not appeared just now.

"Life is still more important than a warpstone boiler."

Eski said, the sadness on the white-haired engineering warlock's face made Mirza frown.

In his eyes, this young, new engineering warlock who made big news in the industrial area should not have such a character.

No, all Rat People are not supposed to have professional personalities.

Fear and fight, the two scents released by the rat man's glands, should be the only two states of existence of the rat man.

Isn’t this heretical, childish, short, rude, cowardly, genius engineering warlock necessarily on the wrong course?

Looking at the pipes connected to the gloves, Mirza was silent for a while, and then said.

"This one is the most stable one I have specially adjusted. When it is the most unstable, the cooling water on it is boiled dry."

He pointed to the metal container above the metal tank. The round tank with a water inlet was used to hold cooling water.

"Two hundred and seventy, this is the highest price I can offer. I also want to buy other things in the military port. If you don't want it, let's finish it together."

The white-haired engineering warlock fell down again, and his mental fatigue made Eski's words even weaker.

"Then two hundred and seven."

"You can dismantle it, lest you say I have dismantled it, your war hammer and gloves rely on its energy supply."

Mirza did not speak a word, and asked the slave rats to start disassembling his power armor. It was particularly difficult to put on and take off this thing. It protected all parts of the body. The only part that was not covered was the cortex under the tail that facilitates excretion.

part.

"Damn slave rat, don't touch that interface."

Seeing the slave rat clumsily trying to pull the pipe that supplied power to the leg armor, Mirza slapped it with his paw.

The slave rat immediately flew out and hit the railing. The purple-black painted railing immediately broke, and the slave rat's chest collapsed and it looked like he was dead.

Captain Heimao didn't say anything, he just added a slave rat and slowly disassembled it under the command of the engineering warlock.

＝＝Dividing line＝＝

Dozens of minutes later, the engineer warlock took off his power armor and put on a gray robe.

"What are you going to do?"

Mirza asked Eski.
Chapter completed!